Chapter 1378


    Richard extended his hand to Isabe, his expression icy, his gesture not an invitation but amand.


    At that moment, Isabe''s face was a canvas of raw emotion—shocked, grief-stricken, defiant.


    She nced at Richard''s outstretched hand and then, with a sudden movement, tucked the jade pearl behind her back. Her


    voice trembled with passion as she dered, "This was my mother''s, Richard, and | won''t hand it over to you! I''ll go to Joshua


    myself and exin everything!"


    With those words, Isabe turned on her heel and sprinted away.


    Richard took off after her, his long strides eating up the distance.


    Behind him, Thssa, overwhelmed by sorrow and struck by the revtion of her paternity, could no longer hold herself upright.


    Her head spun, her vision speckled with bursts of light, and her body, exhausted, pitched forward.


    Out of the corner of his eye, Richard saw Thssa copsing and doubled back, catching her just in time. Thssa''s eyes were


    closed, her body limp; she had fainted.


    Panic edged his voice as he called out, "Thssa,e on, wake up!"


    He shook her gently, but she was unresponsive.


    Gripped by worry and the knowledge that Thssa was Lysander''s beloved, Richard knew he couldn''t let anything happen to her


    —not when it would devastate Lysander, whether or not he awoke from his own ordeal.


    Swiftly, Richard scooped Thssa into his arms and made a beeline for the hospital.


    Bursting through the emergency doors, he bellowed, "Doctor! We need a doctor here. Someone''s passed out!"


    The ER doctors, scarcely having had a moment to rest, were summoned by Richard''s urgent cries.


    The attending doctor, who had just treated Lysander, looked at the bloodied woman in Richard''s arms and asked in rm, "Has


    this patient been untreated all this time?"


    He had noticed the bloodied woman earlier, assuming she was stained with someone else''s blood, not realizing she herself was


    injured.


    Now, with Lysander gone, this patient had copsed. Could it be that the blood was her own, from shock due to blood loss?


    "It''s not physical injuries; it''s a series of emotional wounds," Richard exined. "External wounds are visible, but the scars on the


    inside are hidden."


    The consecutive blows, the turmoil—it was more than most could bear.


    For Thssa to have endured this far was already a testament to her strength.


    Understanding the situation, the doctor motioned for Richard to ce Thssa on the gurney and wheeled her into the


    emergency room.


    Richard watched as the doors to the ER swung shut behind them. He looked down at his blood-stained hands, then headed to


    the restroom to clean himself up.


    Pulling out his phone, he dialed Joshua.


    "Joshua, | found the jade pearl, but a


    woman has taken it. If hees to


    ol don''t pelea Word she says.


    J eke sure you get the jade pear!


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    Both seasoned yers in the


    cutthroat world of business, Jos


    didn''t need to kfurthesqubstions;


    Heundarsibd the gravity of


    Richard''s call. With a curt


    acknowledgment, he ended the call.


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    Richard returned to the waiting area outside the emergency room. The doors were still closed before him.


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    He stood there, his mind racing with


    unease. He had failed to protect


    Joshua from the ecto


    ven International So el, and


    although he had promised to retrieve


    the jade pearl, the critical moment


    had slipped through his fingers. Now,


    the jade pearl was in someone else''s


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